Matthew Ryan - Sweetheart lyrics

I always suspected You'd cut the threads When you'd found it Or broke it, sweetheart So I propose We raise a toast to you You've done so well For yourself, so well The curve of circumstance Can be quite planned To what's been had But I know you'll never be content I'm not the glutton you were hoping for Eleanor, Eleanor It's just so strange What money does Chooses lust and love becomes Endangered So my sweet debutant You're just your daddy's little grunt You're so sad and predictable So if you feel inclined To call me up sometime Just remember this day When this is true I'm not the glutton you were hoping for I pulled a Pete Rose and slid out the slamming door I've changed the locks, I've nailed the window shut I saw through the crutch Eleanor, Eleanor